My Ares Son-in-Law

They wanted to find the answer on Xiao Chen's face, to know where this magical pill came from.

"Young man! This elixir... where did you obtain this elixir?"

"Quickly! Tell me!"

"This matter is of great importance!"

Old Bai was so excited he almost stammered. He gripped Xiao Chen's arm tightly with both hands, so tightly that Xiao Chen frowned slightly.

His eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, his face full of urgency and longing, as if he would keep holding on like this as long as Xiao Chen didn't tell him the answer.

Looking at the several old faces in front of him, flushed red with extreme excitement, Xiao Chen's expression became somewhat strange.

He tilted his head slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible bitter smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

In his mind, this was just a pill he casually refined in the Ancient Sea. In a place like the Ancient Sea, no one would care about such a pill; it could even be called a piece of junk.

Unexpectedly, these people were so excited here. The contrast between before and after was too great, and he found it difficult to adapt for a while.

Seeing that Xiao Chen remained silent, simply standing there quietly, looking at them with those meaningful eyes that seemed to hold countless secrets, the elderly men felt as if they were being scratched by a cat, and their anxiety grew even stronger.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their eyes were full of urgency and earnestness.

"Young man! This is no child's play. Please tell me the truth!"

A slender, serious-looking old man stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed slightly, and said with an undeniable solemnity, "This could very well determine the future of the entire martial arts world!"

"Once the news of this pill spreads, it will surely cause a huge uproar in the martial arts world, and all forces will be eager to make a move for the secret behind this pill."

"If we don't figure out the origin of this pill, it could lead to a series of unpredictable consequences!"

Another burly old man with a full beard quickly chimed in, "Yes, young man!"

"The appearance of this elixir may change the existing balance in our martial arts world."

"If you don't explain the situation clearly, we won't feel at ease!"

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible hint of wariness flashing in his deep gaze.

He naturally couldn't reveal his secrets, since the refining of this elixir involved his unique experiences and mysterious techniques. If it were leaked, it could bring him endless trouble.

He simply shook his head slightly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable distance, as if these elders, who held considerable positions in the martial arts world, were insignificant in his presence: "Let the people who are truly in charge behind the scenes come and talk to me."

Upon hearing this, the previously excited group felt as if they had been doused with cold water, their emotions running cold from head to toe, and they suddenly calmed down.

Their bodies froze instantly, and their expressions became extremely awkward.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with regret and self-reproach.

Only then did they realize that they had indeed lost their composure. In the face of such an important matter, they had acted so impulsively without considering the other party's feelings and position.

The origins of someone who can produce such a pill are not something they can question at will.

Such a momentous event is naturally only something that the owner behind it is qualified to get involved in.

The old man with the white hair was the first to regain his composure. He took a deep breath, and his previously violently heaving chest gradually calmed down. He forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and his eyes regained their clarity and calmness.

His attitude towards Xiao Chen became extremely respectful, even showing a hint of awe. He bowed slightly, made a respectful gesture with both hands, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Young brother, please come with me."

"lead the way."

Xiao Chen spoke concisely, without uttering any unnecessary words, simply standing there quietly, waiting for the old man to lead the way.

Old Bai nodded hurriedly, like a loyal servant, and carefully led the way.

He led Xiao Chen out of the appraisal center, through a long, dimly lit corridor, and to an elevator.

This elevator has an ordinary appearance, but it exudes a mysterious aura.

It turns out that this is a special elevator that requires special authorization to operate, and only people with real status and power can use it.

Old Bai took out an exquisite card from his pocket, swiped it lightly on the elevator's sensor area, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

He stepped aside and gestured again, invitingly: "Young man, please."

Xiao Chen walked into the elevator with steady steps, followed closely by the old man.

The elevator doors slowly closed, then began to ascend rapidly, arriving directly at the top floor of the building.

The elevator doors slid open silently, as if gently pushed open by an invisible hand, without making a sound.

Outside was a corridor covered with a thick carpet. The carpet was a deep and understated color, and its texture was as soft as a cloud. Every step felt like walking on cotton candy, without leaving a sound.

The entire corridor was eerily quiet, the tranquil atmosphere like an invisible net, isolating it from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Old Baitou bowed slightly, like a loyal servant, carefully leading Xiao Chen along the quiet corridor.

His footsteps were very light, as if he were afraid of disturbing the quiet atmosphere.

Finally, they arrived at a heavy, bronze gate engraved with intricate patterns.

This door is like a silent guardian, exuding an aura of solemnity and dignity.

The patterns on the door are exquisite and delicate, as if they were carved by skilled craftsmen with time and effort, and each line contains a unique charm.

The house number is a simple "999", the numbers shimmering faintly against the copper background, giving it an air of mystery.

Old Baitou stopped in his tracks, straightened his clothes, smoothed out his already neat attire, and his expression became extremely solemn, as if he were about to face a sacred ceremony.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingers pausing in the air as if adjusting the rhythm, before knocking on the door with an extremely gentle, rhythmic sound.

The knocking sound was like a note in a nocturne, soft and rhythmic, echoing in the quiet corridor.

A languid yet undeniably authoritative female voice came from inside, like a gently flowing stream, yet carrying an irresistible power: "Come in."

Old Bai then turned around and respectfully whispered to Xiao Chen, his voice soft but full of respect: "Mr. Xiao, please wait here for a moment while I go in and inform him."

He leaned slightly forward, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his eyes filled with sincerity. (End of Chapter)